Yay a blog, so anywho recently i finished my second year at uni and this time the crutches really were off, no uni paying electric and the such for me, just me and few others standing alone, boy does the process of paying bills certainly steal you to sensible budgeting faster. It really makes you think.
I am so fed up of all the stupid idiots on this site, who can't search, you think repetative memes are funny, who don't understand parody, who can't spell or grasp basic aspects of grammar... why do teenagers have to use this site, 90% of them are fucking morons who think that thier own existance is so vital, i don't care how stoned you got, or if doing weed makes everything seem better, you're a useless fucking drug addict and deserve to die so you stop wasting good oxygen.
Let's make a UG album, with lots of weird instruments not just guitars to show the how versitile the usership of UG is musically, it'll be fun boys and girls
this is more a rant against charity workers or specifically two charity workers who knocked on my door a while back.
They were both highly agressive dismissing my claims of having no money as lies and saying i was selfish, then when i said the only money in the house wasn't mine, they first suggested that i just took it, when i refused that they asked to come in to see if they could find anything. I yet again refused and the man started to poke me and be right up in my face, calling me a variety of insults.
I told him that i didn't think his charity was real and that if he didn't get the hell away from my property in the next 10 seconds i would call the police.
Well a week ago i quit my horrible nasty job at woolworths and i was unemployed until tuesday, now i work for my dad, doing work for the county council. The thing is the work is totally different, my old job was a services job being a cash assisstant at woolies serving idiotic cunts in a badly ventilated too hot shop where shit people were served and shit music was played on a PA, to working in a workshop painting the machine tool room and cleaning car maintainance bays and other such things, the work is dirty and menial but for some reason i love it, the blokes who work there are nicer and i get to listen to what music i want etc, i mean today i was covered in machine grease, fire-engine transmission fluid because i was holding a torch while a guy fixed the gear box and paint due to my main job being painting some walls in good ol' magnolia yet i'm much happier.
Also industrial strength steam cleaners are fun, shooting down wasps is awesome
So yesterday i saw the most peverse thing, it was a small child being brought a rather revealing item of clothing by it's mother. i was next to the girl serving them at work and i just stood there shocked until i realised the mother was only 18 with a 4 year old child, obviously when the mother makes a child look a whore it's because the mother is a whore herself well just as much as Paris Hilton is a whore with media attention, i mean since when did looking like a skank make a girl look/feel pretty like this mother and so many others attest to believe. Crazy ain't it?
Now, any brits amongst you should know what i'm speaking of, but for those not wise in the ways of NME and its evil. NME stands for New Music Express and is perhaps one of the most iritating magazines ever, it seems to have a fetish for nu-wave music and working class british bands from the north, as such i promotes which ever band rolls out of Shefield that weak as the saviour of modern music and the greatest band of the decade and seems to totally ignore and gloss over the vibrant North American music scene despite the strength of many indie bands over there. I mean not to say British music is bad or the scene is bad, but perhaps NME's too limited in it's perceptions of the scene and its almost slavish worship of Ian Curtis leaves a lot to be desired from the magazine.
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Crazy ain't it?